Saturday night was definitely a delight. It started out pretty early when Katie and Kyle came up from SLC to hang with us Layton boys. We went to dinner at Gabor Brothers, then headed on base for a couple games of bowling.
Bowling = white. Bowling on base while Motley Crue is blaring on the radio = white trash!
Katie spent most of her time scoping out hot military guys.
It was fun while it lasted, but Kyle was way tired, so he left. The rest of us had a different agenda. It was the last Saturday of the month, and you know what that means? Fetish Night at Area 51!
We met Mikey and Floyd, Ryan, and Tanya and Caleb at the club. It was extra fun because it was the first time Tanya and Caleb had been out with us. They really enjoyed themselves.
Fetish Night is always such a freak show, and not in a bad way. It's a great place to watch people freely express themselves. After a few hours of hardcore dancing, we were all exhausted.
The car was only a couple blocks away, but I somehow managed to take some great pictures on the way there.
Getting a picture of Kyle is amazingly difficult, but it's a little easier if he's had a bit to drink.
John attempted to do a cartwheel.
This was the end result.
The cuteness factor of this pictures is nearly blinding.
So, yeah, it was another fun, slightly drunken evening with my posse. I sometimes worry that it might one day get old, but it never does. I love these people.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Monday, June 26, 2006
Modern Love
There was a lot that went on this weekend, but nothing as cool and exciting as the news that Mikey and Floyd are now officially engaged. Congratulations, you guys! I'm so happy for you both.
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Candles and Che
Chad came up for Rooster's last night. Afterward, he, John, and I went down to my favourite martini bar, The Red Door. Plus, Katie came up and brought her friend, Bree. And there's never a frown with Katie around. Whoa. That kinda rhymed.
I had a martini called a "Cocaine Lady" (probably because it had powdered sugar sprinkled on the top), and it tasted like a vanilla milkshake. It was fun and mellow and our waitress, Sister Melissa, was super cool (especially her tattoos).
I had a martini called a "Cocaine Lady" (probably because it had powdered sugar sprinkled on the top), and it tasted like a vanilla milkshake. It was fun and mellow and our waitress, Sister Melissa, was super cool (especially her tattoos).
Friday, June 23, 2006
...yet so far away.
I looked online today to find out my test scores for promotion, and they were pretty good; but the truly heartbreaking news was that I was the number three non-selectee. I can't help but think if I had actually picked up a book and studied, or if I hadn't been hung over or lacked sleep, that I might have a line number right now. I guess I'll never know. This will definitely prompt me to study for next year. I hope.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Screw peanuts and Cracker Jacks. Buy me some beer!
Yesterday was opening night for the Raptors, the AA team up in Ogden. John, Ryan, and I went. There was no premeditated intentions of getting drunk, but it just kinda happened. More on that later.
It was a gorgeous evening that began with Oggie, their mascot, emerging from a helicopter.
The Raptors play in downtown Ogden at Lindquist Field, which was voted the most scenic field in all of minor league baseball. You can see why.
The whole stadium was more crowded than I've ever seen a Bees game. Of course, there are fewer seats, too. Regardless, everyone was excited for the first game of the season.
Ogden played the Orem Owls. Orem is a town just south of Salt Lake City. Unfortunately, the Raptors lost, 7-5.
I'm not sure when things went from casual drinking to all-out drunk, but it definitely snuck up on me. Probably because I had an empty stomach. Or possibly because I'd only had three hours of sleep the night before. We're so lucky to have Ryan as a designated driver.
We met a nice young lady sitting next to us named Shellie. She's a local teacher and a super-fun girl. We took turns watching each other's beer during bathroom breaks.
When I'm drunk, I like to take really random photos. These are the people who happened to be sitting behind us. I think.
They even had fireworks after the game.
John made me promise to stop posting photos of him that are less than flattering.
This is to make things a little more even. Feel better, John?
The amount of beer I've had is directly proportionate to the amount of crazy pictures I take. Case in point:
Exhibit B:
And, just to make things even:
It was a great night. I really took advantage of not having to work today. After the game, we went and had pizza at The Pie, which is not normal for me because I rarely eat at night or when I've been drinking. I think it caused me to have some seriously whacked-out dreams. Maybe I'll perform an experiment of eating strange things before bed just to see what I dream about. That would be something.
It was a gorgeous evening that began with Oggie, their mascot, emerging from a helicopter.
The Raptors play in downtown Ogden at Lindquist Field, which was voted the most scenic field in all of minor league baseball. You can see why.
The whole stadium was more crowded than I've ever seen a Bees game. Of course, there are fewer seats, too. Regardless, everyone was excited for the first game of the season.
Ogden played the Orem Owls. Orem is a town just south of Salt Lake City. Unfortunately, the Raptors lost, 7-5.
I'm not sure when things went from casual drinking to all-out drunk, but it definitely snuck up on me. Probably because I had an empty stomach. Or possibly because I'd only had three hours of sleep the night before. We're so lucky to have Ryan as a designated driver.
We met a nice young lady sitting next to us named Shellie. She's a local teacher and a super-fun girl. We took turns watching each other's beer during bathroom breaks.
When I'm drunk, I like to take really random photos. These are the people who happened to be sitting behind us. I think.
They even had fireworks after the game.
John made me promise to stop posting photos of him that are less than flattering.
This is to make things a little more even. Feel better, John?
The amount of beer I've had is directly proportionate to the amount of crazy pictures I take. Case in point:
Exhibit B:
And, just to make things even:
It was a great night. I really took advantage of not having to work today. After the game, we went and had pizza at The Pie, which is not normal for me because I rarely eat at night or when I've been drinking. I think it caused me to have some seriously whacked-out dreams. Maybe I'll perform an experiment of eating strange things before bed just to see what I dream about. That would be something.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Soldier Boy
Yesterday morning, I awoke at a ridiculously early hour in order to go out to the Utah Test and Training Range (UTTR) for a two-day exercise. The UTTR is about a two hour drive from here, just west of the Great Salt Lake. Even though the landscape is half desert / half plains and very dry, it's strangely beautiful.
We saw lots of wildlife, including jackrabbits, badgers, and antelope. I wonder how all those animals can survive in such a desolate place.
The exercise was pretty exhausting. We began out-processing the base at 5:30 yesterday morning. We convoyed out to the UTTR and immediately began training. There was lots of lecturing followed by rolling around on the ground and hiding behind barricades and other such scenarios. The fun part was that we had MILES gear (don't ask me what MILES stands for), which is basically like laser tag. Our day didn't end until 2 AM this morning.
And today began at 5:30 AM with another "attack" on our camp. After that, we had a de-briefing by the main trainer guy, Army Sergeant First Class Felty (aka Talky McLongwinded). Then, we cleaned our weapons, convoyed back, and I got home a little after noon, whereupon I immediately showered for 45 minutes. I'm amazed my eyes are even open right now. Luckily, I'm getting tomorrow off as a comp day.
As I've mentioned, I'm not really a big fan of this war-time training, but I guess it doesn't hurt. It's a little stressful trying to remember sequences of what to do when someone is yelling at you, and I bet it's even harder with bullets flying past your head. I hope I never have to find out.
We saw lots of wildlife, including jackrabbits, badgers, and antelope. I wonder how all those animals can survive in such a desolate place.
The exercise was pretty exhausting. We began out-processing the base at 5:30 yesterday morning. We convoyed out to the UTTR and immediately began training. There was lots of lecturing followed by rolling around on the ground and hiding behind barricades and other such scenarios. The fun part was that we had MILES gear (don't ask me what MILES stands for), which is basically like laser tag. Our day didn't end until 2 AM this morning.
And today began at 5:30 AM with another "attack" on our camp. After that, we had a de-briefing by the main trainer guy, Army Sergeant First Class Felty (aka Talky McLongwinded). Then, we cleaned our weapons, convoyed back, and I got home a little after noon, whereupon I immediately showered for 45 minutes. I'm amazed my eyes are even open right now. Luckily, I'm getting tomorrow off as a comp day.
As I've mentioned, I'm not really a big fan of this war-time training, but I guess it doesn't hurt. It's a little stressful trying to remember sequences of what to do when someone is yelling at you, and I bet it's even harder with bullets flying past your head. I hope I never have to find out.
Sunday, June 18, 2006
A Well-Deserved Weekend
After all the training last week (and before the training next week), I was totally ready to relax and have some fun this weekend. And I did. It all started out Friday night with a Bees game with Kyle, Ryan, Brian, Ryan, and John.
When we sing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" during the seventh inning stretch, we really get into it.
The Bees played the Las Vegas 51s, and it was a really close game. It went in to extra innings, and we were way tired, so we left after the 11th inning. Eventually, the Bees went on to win, 7-6, in the 13th(!) inning.
Saturday afternoon, John, Ryan, Ryan, and I went to Drew and Becky's wedding.
We didn't know too many people there, but we did get to see Drew's sister, Avery, again. We'd met her once before a couple months ago. She's definitely a way-cool chick.
I took the time to leave my mark by decorating the table in fake bling.
I don't know if it's seeing two people make this wonderful commitment or the love-y mood in the air or the promise of good cake, but I seriously love weddings. Especially when it's two people as cool as Drew and Becky getting married.
After the reception, we went down to Ryan and Brian's to celebrate Brian's birthday.
People kept asking why I was so dressed up, so I told them I was in the Mafia.
When John gets drunk, he talks out the side of his mouth.
I don't know why I started doing that tongue thing. Must have been an effect of all the alcohol.
Coming between Ryan and his Jager shots is like getting between a retiree and the cigarette isle in the commissary. Very dangerous.
It was a super-fun party with lots of people, but not too many to make it overcrowded. I kept a perfect buzz all night long, and we didn't leave until 3 AM. It was definitely what I needed to get my mind off what I'm going to have to endure at work on Monday and Tuesday. I don't know what's going on next weekend, but I'm already looking forward to it.
When we sing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" during the seventh inning stretch, we really get into it.
The Bees played the Las Vegas 51s, and it was a really close game. It went in to extra innings, and we were way tired, so we left after the 11th inning. Eventually, the Bees went on to win, 7-6, in the 13th(!) inning.
Saturday afternoon, John, Ryan, Ryan, and I went to Drew and Becky's wedding.
We didn't know too many people there, but we did get to see Drew's sister, Avery, again. We'd met her once before a couple months ago. She's definitely a way-cool chick.
I took the time to leave my mark by decorating the table in fake bling.
I don't know if it's seeing two people make this wonderful commitment or the love-y mood in the air or the promise of good cake, but I seriously love weddings. Especially when it's two people as cool as Drew and Becky getting married.
After the reception, we went down to Ryan and Brian's to celebrate Brian's birthday.
People kept asking why I was so dressed up, so I told them I was in the Mafia.
When John gets drunk, he talks out the side of his mouth.
I don't know why I started doing that tongue thing. Must have been an effect of all the alcohol.
Coming between Ryan and his Jager shots is like getting between a retiree and the cigarette isle in the commissary. Very dangerous.
It was a super-fun party with lots of people, but not too many to make it overcrowded. I kept a perfect buzz all night long, and we didn't leave until 3 AM. It was definitely what I needed to get my mind off what I'm going to have to endure at work on Monday and Tuesday. I don't know what's going on next weekend, but I'm already looking forward to it.
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